>You both make your way up to the top row and go for the seats in the middle.
>The room soon darkens as the previews begin to play.
>You glance over at Blossomforth.
>She seems excited about a few of the movies that will be coming out soon.
>She then notices you watching her.
>“Hey, aren’t you gonna watch the movie?”
>You chuckle and speak to her in a low voice.
“You know, that was the plan, originally.  But now I want to thank you for that little bit of fun we had in the car…”
>You flip up the armrest that separates the two of you, and you begin to inch closer to her.
>Blossom giggles and blushes.
>“Oh, and just what are you going to do?”
>Your face right up to hers, now; your lips millimeters from hers.
“Well, to start, I’m going to kiss you, and you’ll see where it goes from there.”
>You immediately close the gap and plant your lips on hers.
>Only, you do it slowly, tenderly.
>As she melts into your kiss, you reach up with your right hand and begin to lightly fondle one of her breasts through her tank top.
>You feel her inhale sharply and tense slightly as you make contact, but there’s no indication that she wants you to stop.
>She’s not stacked, but if you had to guess based on how she feels in your hand, she could either be a B or C cup, like, right on the cusp.
>You’re also beginning to figure out why she picked the outfit that she’s wearing.
>No bra under the top, miniskirt for easy access…
>She came prepared, alright.
>You start teasing her nipple trough the fabric, and you can feel her squirm a little as you achieve the desired effect.
>Your impatience is starting to get the better of you, as you slip your hand under her top and make your fingertips dance along her nipple directly, causing her to shudder even more.
>The more you think about it, the more you realize that there might not be a need for a slow buildup.
>You both have been pretty sexually charged since you left the restaurant.
>It’s only natural that things start to escalate quickly.
>You break from the kiss, and consider going right for the kill.
>But you notice that spot by her neck.
>You know that spot.
>The one just above her collarbone.
>You wanna eat that peach… but you want her to feel good.
>Fuck it, we’re gonna do this shit right.
> You lean in again, and start to gently glide your tongue along that spot.
>You can taste the salty sweat on her skin.
>The sensation only fuels you further.
>You gently bite down on her neck, your tongue still swirling about.
>You don’t hear a response, but her apparent grip on your sides tells you all you need to know.
>She’s actually doing a damn good job of keeping quiet, especially given the setting.
>You make it a point to try not to leave any marks on Blossomforth, despite how badly you want to, so you break off from her neck.
>You suck off the remaining saliva, and lightly blow upon her neck, causing her to shiver some.
>Your hand leaves her breast as you slide off your seat and kneel down in front of her.
>As you part her legs, you see that her panties are completely soaked.
>Seriously, you could drown a toddler in them.
>You look up, and you see not a surprised look on her face, but an expectant one, complete with half-lidded eyes and a bitten lower lip.
>She is so ready.
>She’s been ready.
>And so are you.
>You reach for her panties, and just as you’re about to slide them over to take in your view of Shangri-La, you see a bright light shining at you from the corner of your eye.
>The two of you turn to face it, and freeze.
>“Excuse me, sir, ma’am?  I hate to ruin your fun, but this cinema is not the place for it.  I’ll have to ask you both to leave the premises.”
>…Goddamnit.
>It seems like the usher got wise to what was going on, and decided to take action.
>You look back over at Blossomforth.
>She’s still focused on the usher, and is completely embarrassed.
>You feel a twinge of shame yourself.
>You mutter under your breath as you stand up.
“Ah, fuck…”
>Soon, the two of you are escorted outside of the cinema with a warning from the manager.
>Basically, he said that you’ll be banned if you try to pull that shit again.
>As the two of you head back to your car, Blossomforth hangs her head in defeat.
>“Damn, and you were so close, too.”
>You couldn’t help but chuckle at the fact that she wasn’t upset that you both were caught doing something you shouldn’t have in a public establishment, but at the fact that she didn’t get eaten out before it happened.
>This girl.
>Time for some quick thinking.
“You know, we still have time before I have to take you back home tonight.  I think I know a place where we can go.”
>She looks at you quizzically, but hopeful at the same time.
>The both of you get back in your car, and you drive out of the cinema parking lot.
>After a few minutes, you pull off onto a dirt road, which leads out into a large grassy clearing.
>You drive the car off the dirt road and stop when you reach the middle of the field.
“We’re here.”
>Blossom looks at you, slightly confused.
>“What’s here, Anon?”
>You smile and give her a wink.
“You’ll see here in a moment.”
>You then get out of your car and pop your trunk.
>Your parents made sure that you had all the supplies that you would need in case of an emergency while on the road.
>One of these items happened to be a large blanket for winter weather.
>You grab the blanket and tuck it under your left arm.
>Blossomforth turns around in her seat and watches you.
“Are you gonna come out with me, or not?”
>“Oh!  Okay.”
>You close the trunk and walk out a few feet from the car.
>You lay out the blanket on the grass.
>It covers a fair amount; enough to almost have a family picnic on.
>Perfect.
>After you make sure the blanket has been completely laid out, you lay down on it and motion for Blossomforth to come lay next you.
>As she approaches you, she takes off her sandals before stepping onto the blanket.
>She lies down and wriggles over close to you.
>You can feel her warmth.
“I used to play in this field often when I was younger.  It’s a place where I come to when I just want to relax and tune the world out.  The view at night is also a plus.”
>You motion out to the night sky, and you hear Blossomforth gasp as she takes the scenery in.
>“What the…!”
>The night sky that she was used to seeing had been so washed out by nearby city lights that only the brightest stars could be visible.
>The field, however, is a fair distance from any sort of city lights, and as such there is a tremendous amount of stars that dot the sky.
>“That’s…beautiful!”
“Yeah, it does that to me every time…”
>You gently grab her hand and entwine your fingers with hers.
“…much like you do.”
>You feel her hand squeeze yours.
>There’s something so blissful about having your feelings reciprocated.
>“Why do you always find the right thing to say to make me blush?”
>You turn over on your side to face her.
“It’s simple:  I like you.  Ever since the moment I saw you in the supply room, I’ve liked you.  It just feels right for me to say these things to you.”
>It’s then that she pushes you onto your back.
>Soon after, she’s on top of you, straddling your abdomen.
>She leans in close and whispers in your ear.
>“You know, ever since that day, I’ve liked you a lot too.  I was so touched with the way you went out for me, someone you didn’t even know.  You didn’t have to, and no one told you to, but you did it anyway…I think I fell for you right then and there.”
>That…That’s it.
>You’re absolutely head-over-fucking-heels in love with this girl now.
>She pulls up, and the two of you lock eyes for a second.
>Only, this time, it’s her that gets the chill up her spine.
>You prop yourself up on one elbow and plant one tenderly on her lips.
>She tries to return the kiss, but you quickly place a finger on her lips.
>A sly grin crosses your face.
“Oh, you can kiss me back, just not with those lips.”
>You see her eyes widen as she bites her lower lip in anticipation.
>“I’m not gonna lie, I’ve been waiting for us to get back to where we left off…”
>She stands up, still straddling you, lifts her skirt, and slides her panties off.
>“I don’t want these in the way…”
>She repositions herself above your face, and slowly lowers herself down on her knees.
>Despite how long it’s been since you two were kicked out of the cinema, you find that she is still glistening with fluids.
>She’s an inch and a half from your face, and her scent floods your nostrils.
>Her musky aroma is beginning to drive you wild.
>Before you raise yourself up, she stops you suddenly.
>“Hang on, this might make it easier for you.  Sit up.”
>You scoot yourself back some so you can sit upright.
>You notice that Blossomforth is now starting to lean her body back.
>A second later, and she’s in a full back bridge stance.
>Goddamn, that view is amazing.
>“Stay right there, I’ll come to you.”
>She walks herself closer to you, maintaining perfect form.
>“Let me know when I’m close enough.”
>Believe me, babe, you’ll know.
>You hook your arms around her thighs from underneath, and gently lick her around her outer labia.
>“Hah!?”
>She stops her advance immediately and tenses a little, surprised at your method of signal.
>You continue to lick her outer lips, just barely gliding over her clitoral hood to tease her.
>She coos a little every time you do.
>You then begin to run your tongue up along her slit, giving her clit a flick at the end.
>“Mmmnnh, more please…”
>You bring your hand around and gently part her labia.
>The picture that she had sent you back on Tuesday couldn’t hold a candle to the beauty before you.
>You take another lick, only with a little more pressure.
>Once you reach her clit again, you pull back the hood and suck on her clit softly.
>She yelps out in pleasure as you swirl your tongue around her bean.
>“Oh god…Hah-harder!”
>She won’t need to tell you twice.
>You press your face into her a little more and continue to suck on her clit.
>At this point, Blossomforth starts to wrap her legs around the back of your head, pressing your face further into her sex.
>You use your hands to support her waist.
>You can feel the undulations of her chest as her breathing becomes heavier.
>You break off from her clitoris, and slip your tongue into that delicious honey pot.
>She tastes tangy and sweet.
>You can’t get enough of it.
>Her body is starting to writhe in ecstasy as you continue to plunge and swirl your tongue in her tunnel.
>Her legs are starting to tighten around you.
>She’s getting close.
>You take a deep breath and dive in as far as your tongue can go.
>She screams out and squeezes your face into her even more.
>You can feel her walls spasm and squeeze around your tongue as she finally comes to orgasm.
>You catch every bit of her nectar that you can in your mouth.
>Her arms finally give out and she collapses from the back bridge, her chest heaving and face flushed.
>Her legs also relax, and you ease her waist back down on the blanket.
>You lick your lips as you swallow her cum.
>That peach, so delicious.
>“Tha-that was…hah…”
“…Incredible?”
>“Y-yeah…that…”
>She manages to pull herself up into a sitting position, and then pulls you into an open-mouthed kiss.
>She can no doubt taste herself on you.
>She doesn’t seem to care.
>Such a perverted girl.
>You love it.
>The two of you break from the kiss and just sit there, staring at each other for a minute.
>At this point you glance your watch.
“Hmmm, we should start heading back.”
>You hear Blossomforth sigh in slight disappointment.
>“Yeah, let’s go…”
>You can’t blame her.
>Given the moments that you two have shared tonight, you don’t want it to end, either.
>The two of you get up, fold up the blanket and head back to the car.
>About ten minutes later, you pull up to Blossom’s house.
>She turns to you and smiles.
>“I had a really great time tonight.  Like, really really great. I wanna do this more often.”
“Heh, you took the words right out of my mouth.”
>The two of you lean in for quick peck.
>“Thank you, Anon.  I’ll see you soon.”
>Before she opens the passenger door to step out of your car, you notice a silhouette sitting in a chair on the front porch.
>The light is behind them, so you can’t quite make out who they are.
>But it looks like they’re cleaning something long and metallic.
>That must be her dad.
>Really, the old “Cleaning your gun to intimidate your daughter’s date” schtick?
>Isn’t that a little played out?
>Wait, there’s something different about that weapon that he’s cleaning.
>Aren’t rifle barrels cylindrical?
>This looks flat instead…
>It’s then that you catch the glint of a golden hilt and guard.
>Wait…
>Is that…?
>It is.
>That’s an officer’s dress sword.
>He’s cleaning his dress sword.
>Wow, nice touch.